"That frown will stick should the wind change," Sebastian purrs with that sly grin that you hate to love.

With a ball quickly approaching, you need to act the part. And that means dancing, whether you like it or not. Not wanting to make a fool of yourself to the London nobles, you asked Sebastian to teach you the basics of ballroom dancing, something you're beginning to detest.

"Come, you're almost there. We do not have time for you to scowl at me every time you step on my toes." He chuckles.